The Mighty Dragons Are Dead

Chapter 397 - 0394: A Stunning Entrance (Fourth Update, 160,000 Recommendation Votes Special)

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The dust settled, and Marquis of the Bull coughed weakly, unable to get up.

Sky Knights formed a circle around him, but everyone’s focus had shifted from the Marquis of the Bull to the dark clouds in the northwest.

There.

A flying creature, resembling both a bird and a bat, lazily approached, and many hearts raced with recognition of its trajectory and silhouette.

Including Liszt’s.

"This..."

Levis’s astonished cry echoed in the ears: "It’s a dragon!"

The approaching creature indeed had the outline of a dragon, similar to the Formless Dragon Liszt had once seen.

"Dragon!"

Someone suddenly yelled out loud.

Immediately, cheers erupted in waves: "It’s a dragon!"

"Sapphire Dragon!"

"The Grand Duke has finally arrived!"

"The dragon is still alive!"

The First Prince surrounding Marquis of the Bull laughed heartily, "Sapphire Dragon, the symbol of authority for the Sapphire Family, it’s still alive! Traitor Andy, your doom has come!"

"No... cough cough... how can this be... my power... is draining away... How can the Sapphire Dragon... still be alive!" The Marquis of the Bull’s words were interrupted by fear, the blue flames on his body wavering and dissipating in the direction of the dragon’s approach.

Second Prince lifted his visor, looking crazed.

"It’s Father! Ha ha, Father rides the Sapphire Dragon!"

He suddenly raised his longsword, aimed directly at the Marquis of the Bull: "The humiliation you forced upon me, today, I shall reclaim it all! Ha ha!"

"Impossible... impossible... impossible..." The Marquis of the Bull, not even glancing at the Second Prince, stared with blazing blue eyes at the ever-growing figure in the sky, "A familiar magic power... it’s really it... impossible... why didn’t the Sapphire Dragon die!"

Following his gaze, everybody looked up at the fully revealed Sapphire Dragon.

But unlike the Sapphire Dragon of their imagination, this one was grotesque, its skin and muscles were decayed in large patches, with muscles turned inside out at the rotting wounds, and in some places, the decay was so severe that bones were visible. A pale blue light emitted from the exposed bones, adding to its horror.

A dragon, not counting the two wings.

Has four legs, two shorter front legs, and two thicker hind legs.

However, not only was the Sapphire Dragon’s body decaying, but one of its front legs was also broken, and another hind leg was reduced to bones shining with blue light.

The wings that it flapped were tattered, the membranous parts of the flesh-wings riddled with holes both large and small, resembling a burlap garment rotted over many years.

Despite its scales that shone like an elf’s crystal luster, the blue was clear and seemed made of jade, it was still the ugliest dragon Liszt had ever seen.

Just like...

"Just like it has been doused in sulfuric acid, how did it become like this?" Liszt swallowed, his skin crawling with goosebumps, just like when he first saw the Formless Dragon.

Douson’s hair stood on end, and Loki’s feathers did the same.

The horses of the surrounding Knight Order became restless, and would have bolted if not for the knights holding them.

Different from the previous encounter with the dragon’s magical silhouette, this time Liszt saw a real dragon, the Sapphire Dragon that suppressed the Grand Duchy of Sapphire: "Levis had described to me, the Sapphire Dragon was an incredible creature that embodied both beauty and power."

But the Sapphire Dragon before his eyes was a dragon whose appearance had been utterly ravaged.

"Was it caused by Marquis of Bull’s sneak attack, or did something go awry when the Sapphire Duke was healing it?"

Doubt circled in his mind.

The next moment.

The Sapphire Dragon had already descended from the sky, wrapped in strong winds, landing on a clearing left by the dispersing Sky Knights, directly opposite the Marquis of Bull lying on the ground.

This dragon, standing on its two feet and supporting its frame, was about the height of a four-story building; even with its wings folded, its wingspan was probably more than fifty meters, and it still appeared as massive as a building. It was many times larger and its Dragon Might many times stronger than the Formless Dragons Liszt had seen before.

The pressure was so intense that Liszt felt as though he was suffocating.

However, he still endured the discomfort and used the Eye of Magic to observe the landed Sapphire Dragon in another way. Inside its body was a vigorous blue light, but it wasn’t Water-Attribute Magic Power. There were huge discontinuities on the surface of its Magical Power, with each one corresponding to a festering wound.

What should have been a beautiful gemstone creature now seemed chaotic and disordered because of these discontinuities.

It looked down at the Marquis of Bull on the ground, who was in a panic, and fiercely opened its mouth wide to bite down. Liszt could clearly see the same blue light inside the body of the Marquis of Bull, and these lights flew towards the Sapphire Dragon like visible threads, quickly converging and healing the discontinuities in its magical power.

Just as the Sapphire Dragon was about to bite the Marquis of Bull, an authoritative voice rang out, "Sapphire, be still and patient."

The next moment.

The Sapphire Dragon stopped its mighty jaw and roared unwillingly.

The roar sounded like thunder from the heavens, mixed with the faint calls of a great elephant, a strange yet fierce bellow.

Bang Thud!

A silhouette jumped down from where the Sapphire Dragon’s neck met its back, landing on the ground, s shining in silver-white armour, a blue cape, and flaxen hair. The figure was not particularly tall or short, uncovered by a helmet, leaving his ordinary face visible.

With just a brief glance, Liszt felt an overwhelming pressure almost akin to that of the Sapphire Dragon washing over him.

It felt like a pair of large hands had clamped around his throat, once again giving him a sensation of suffocation.

"Huff!"

Liszt forcefully circulated his Dou Qi to drive away the uncomfortable feeling.

Meanwhile, under the leadership of the First Prince, all the Sky Knights had already knelt on one knee, loudly hailing, "Grand Duke!"

Following suit, including Liszt, the Earth Knights also knelt on one knee, "Grand Duke!"

On the entire battlefield, the only standing human was the Sapphire Duke himself.

He nodded gently, his face adorned with a faint smile, "Gentlemen, please rise. It seems I have arrived just in time. You have successfully vented my rage."

As the knights stood up, he looked towards the Marquis of Bull, whose expression was dazed as if unable to accept reality, the smile disappeared, turning to calmness, "Andy, my once most trusted partner, comrade, and kin, I never imagined we would meet in such a manner."

"Why isn’t the Sapphire Dragon dead!" the Marquis of Bull asked blankly.

Shaking his head, the Sapphire Duke didn’t speak a word; he simply walked towards the Marquis of Bull and squatted before him, seemingly letting out an imperceptible sigh.

He extended his left hand, suddenly opened it, and his fingertips transformed into beast-like claws, which he then plunged fiercely into the Marquis of Bull’s chest.

"Ah!" The Marquis of Bull screamed.

Unperturbed, the Sapphire Duke pulled forcefully, extracting a sapphire gemstone about the size of a fist from his chest cavity.

His hand returned to normal.

With the sapphire in hand, he ordered indifferently, "Tie him up."